Even before my departure for Kenya, the stories had become familiar. Children surviving in the slums without parents, six and seven year olds joining groups of children with similar fates in an effort to survive. In time they learned to sniff glue and jet fuel,...
I struggle at how to photographically tell this story. Most of my photographs depict the after, not so much the before. Capturing Grace, I call it, telling stories with photographs and words of those who are the recipients of Gods grace, love and mercy. Bear with...
Last year I was divinely connected with The Master Cares Foundation, resulting in a two week journey to Uganda with founder Charles Loper. My assignment was to photograph for a book that was to tell the story of this unique and life changing ministry. The...
Feb 22, 2017 - Photographing on assignment in the Dominican Republic for Esperanza Esperanza's mission statement describes their work in the Dominican Republic like this: "Esperanza International’s Christ-centered mission is to free families from poverty through initiatives that generate income, education and health, restoring self-worth and dignity...
[February 12, 2017, Bogota, Colombia] As a humanitarian photographer I travel the world telling stories of hope, stories that say "you can make a difference”, by listening to your heart and taking action. I call this Capturing Grace. Today in Colombia I listened to my new friend...
Seventy-two-year-old Charles Loper could have chosen to enjoy his retirement on yachts and cruise ships around the world, enjoying what many would call the good life. Instead, he listened to God’s calling to help those who live in extreme poverty and started The Master Cares...
February 11th, 2016 In the impoverished area of Klong Toey in Bangkok, Thailand The pain from sickness and death impacts all of our lives, it is unfortunately one of life’s non negotiables and it’s impact on us all is a reminder that we live in a very...
Thursday Feb 18th - At Home of the Open Heart Orphanage, Chiang Rai, Thailand My senses reeled and my heart sank as I visited a hospice center in Chaing Mai, holding the hand of a dear man who is dying of AIDS. My own families experience...
